It was his own managing editor who read him this
telegram:
Managing Editor, Comet, Kansas City
Send man at once to follow Chicago balloon man and discover mission.
Advance funds and draw on us. Will share story with you.
Managing Editor,
New York World.
It is hardly necessary to say that Bob Russell was a passenger on
the Limited leaving the next morning. He was just twenty-four hours
behind in the race, but he meant, if he could, to execute his
orders, and was already smiling delightedly in anticipation of what
he knew would be a contest of wits.
CHAPTER VIII
THE HOSPITALITY OF NEW MEXICO
Clarkeville was even smaller than the boys had imagined it. The
little depot was far more pretentious than any other building in
sight. Beyond this was a wide and exceedingly dusty street. On the
far side of this unpaved roadway was a row of one- and two-story
frame buildings. Here and there was a cheaper structure of little
else but corrugated iron sheets, while to the left, where a similar
street crossed the railroad at right angles, there was a one-story
cement building proudly labeled "Bank.
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